Brooklyn braced himself, ready for Demona to come at him with claws and fangs. But rather than lashing out at him the female gargoyle instead reached out and grasped his manhood, holding it firmly in her hand. His eyes went wide before a shudder went through him as she began to ever so slowly stroke him, pumping his shaft.
“Do you know what the problem with this clan is?” Demona said, her eyes hooded as she slowly moved to decrease the gap between them.Brooklyn let out an unintelligible groan and the wicked female chuckled. “No,that’s not it. The problem is that none of you young bucks have had a female around to teach you how to behave. You’re too wild and don’t know a thing about how you should behave. I suppose some blame can be placed at Goliath’s feet,seeing as he is the alpha… but I should also blame myself. I am the alpha female and I allowed my own desires for revenge to make me forget how I should handle things…”
She reached down with her other hand and began to cradle Brooklyn’s balls.
“And as you can see, I can handle things quite well.”Leaning in close Demona whispered in his ear. “My question is… have you ever dreamed of this? Fantasized about taking me, spearing me and filling me with your seed? Making me scream your name as you bring me to heights of pleasure Goliath never achieved?”
Brooklyn’s breath came out in sharp gasps as she milked him and it took several moments for him to get out a “Yes.” Demona smirked in triumph at the statement. “Why are you… doing this?” Brooklyn panted.
Demona was about to say something, spin a little lie, but found the magic she’d placed on herself making her answer… and the response was not what she expected. “Partially because it turns me on to be in control of a strapping buck like you, young one. I get off on control and power… to have a fierce and powerful fighter melting between my fingers. But also because it’sbeen too long since I’ve been with someone and I think it is time to break my fast.”
She continued to leisurely stroke him, taking her time to feel every vein in his shaft. She was a bit startled by her admission but now that the words were out there she found it to be true. She cursed herself for the time she’d wasted trying to destroy the humans… it had been an utter folly. Oh, she wanted them gone, destroyed for what they had done to her kind… but by focusing her attention on them she’d given them a small victory in preventing her from satisfying her own desires.Furthermore, driving herself away from the only male gargoyles in the world only ensured that their race’s numbers remained small. No… if she wanted the humans gone she’d need more gargoyles and short of more humans the blessing she’d given the detective…
Demona paused and it was only Brooklyn’s moan of protest that got her to go back to teasing him. ‘Why didn’t I destroy the detective?She has been a thorn in my side… she is one of THEM. Why give her the gift of being one of us?’ She frowned, locking eyes with Brooklyn. “Ask me why I transformed the detective.”
“W-what?” Brooklyn asked. His head felt like it was full of Broadway’s cotton candy (which was sounding rather good right about now). He’d never felt pleasure like this before and it had him befuddled. Demona squeezed his balls a bit harder than he would have liked and a bit of sense came back to him. “Why did you change Elisa into a gargoyle?”
Demona felt the truth spell take hold. “Because despite her being a pathetic human and a pain in my ass I sense she would make a fine female gargoyle… and would make me a powerful ally if I could get her on my side.” Demona was startled by that comment but refused to let Brooklyn see it. “Tell me what you want?”
“You,” Brooklyn said, eyes flashing red.
The female smirked at that. “I don’t think I want to answer your next question… so you should give me a dare.” As she said the words she slowly began to press up against him, wiggling enough to let her breasts pop free of her top. For a moment she was wondered why they looked bigger but pushed that thought aside as she pressed them against Brooklyn, heaving and writhing against him, her hands releasing his cock as she brought them around him body. “Dare me.”
“Fuck me,” Brooklyn growled, his eyes now glowing steady as he used his claws to rip away her skirt.
Demona smirked, shoving him down onto the floor. “This is you first time so I won’t be gentle.”